The party was in full effect as you walked across the entrance hallway, surveying the action. Things were abuzz as you grabbed a champagne flute off the first tray to walk by and took a quick sip. You felt energized knowing the new dress looked great on your toned body and that plenty of heads were turning in your direction, from both men and women. The white tube top dress was ever so flowy around the legs, stopping just around your knees to give a great view of those smooth, strong legs, which were capped by a pair of sexy black heels. There was a cute black lacy looking belt right under the chest, that helped draw eyes upward toward your perky tits. The bare arms and shoulders showed a powerful upper body that looked every bit as sexy as the rest of your body. Finally, the vague outline of a bra tan was really just an extra tease for everyone whose eyes lusted after you.
It was nice to be there, the opening of a new drama building at the local college. You loved performance art, and it was an enjoyable little one act-play that some of the students put on before the party. In your mid-thirties, you loved the youthful energy of a room like this, and felt confident that you looked only a few years out of school. So it was time to enjoy yourself and your night out.
As you waited in line for a second drink, you couldn't help but notice that the bartender was cute. It felt wrong, but you were drawn to his green eyes and big smile as he passed wine and beer across the table. He had to be around 21 or 22, and you were enjoying the eye candy. He had to grab something from behind the low bar table and you stared at his ass while he bent to pick it up. When it was your turn, you smiled and stared right at him.
"Henry. What can I get you?"
"Anything you want," you replied without thinking.
Then in a cockier than polite voice he said, "we might be able to arrange that."
After handing you a glass of wine, he whispered that he was finished with the shift in five minutes and you could meet him in a hallway beyond the entrance hall for a tour of the building. He flashed a look at his buddy on the other side of the bar, another strapping lad, who looked jealous at the interaction. Your body shivered as you contemplated whether or not you should follow through, and what he had in store.
A few minutes later you found yourself instinctively walking toward the back hallway. You had finished the glass of wine and decided to go for it. You already felt your body reacting to the naughtiness of what you were doing, getting more excited with every step. You finally found him, leaning against the wall near a door. He motioned you around a corner to another hallway, totally deserted.
Not having said a word this entire time, he took a key from his pocket, unlocked a door and held it open. He looked you straight in the eye and said, if you want to go in, it's going to get messy. You giggled and stepped forward. His hand grabbed your ass, squeezed it, and pushed you in. You heard the door close softly behind him. Before you could turn around, both of his hands were at your waist, pulling your ass into him. You felt his hard cock against you and his warm breath on your neck as he started kissing you. It had started, and you had no idea what would happen next.